Day twenty-nine

Derbyshire dales

A rainy day. Time to unwind. Lunch at The Compasses, Pattiswick. Ringing tonight? Yes, at Feering.

Days Twenty-seven; Twenty-eight

Travelled over the Pennines and skirted the Yorkshire Dales, after I missed the Wensleydale road, and down the A1(M) to Sheffield. My nephew and his wife had invited us to stop over night to break the journey back to Essex. We took them up on their kind offer and Sunday I got a rest from driving as Illyr took on a jaunt to the Peak District where I  had time to walk in the strong winds and admire the views from a portion of the Pennine Way. Well, not quite The Pennine Way but from Mam Tor.